Monthly Archives: June 2011

Coming soon

Possibly in a new jacket; views pls.

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Long time no poem

The Whitsun Weddings By Philip Larkin 1922–1985 That Whitsun, I was late getting away: Not till about One-twenty on the sunlit Saturday Did my three-quarters-empty train pull out, All windows down, all cushions hot, all sense Of being in a … Continue reading

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On the Manchester City bench Mancini offers his assistant a sweet, it looks like a fruit pastille. They are playing Balotelli on the left wing (he is a striker) and now here he is again, gathering a pass on the … Continue reading

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East Anglian Book Awards

Have you had a novel or collection of stories published that is/are predominantly set in East Anglia? We are looking for entries, details of the judges: here. The book must be published between for the first time between August 1, … Continue reading

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Impartial Beeb

I’ve never seem anything like the coverage of yesterday’s Epsom Derby. What happened was this: the Queen owned the favourite, Carlton House. Carlton House ran well and came third, so was beaten by two horses, one of which, Pour Moi, … Continue reading

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Now then

If I can just find those Porsche keys I can call round on Venus and do the full Thelma and Louise…

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Bacchus

The alternative name for Dionysus who was the god of the grape harvest, winemaking and wine, and of ritual madness and ecstasy in Greek mythology. He has had a mention in the forthcoming book; he is exactly the sort of … Continue reading

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Iconic prescient eulogy song

I never mentioned much on the passing of Gil Scott-Heron earlier in the week. He was a key artist for me in the eighties, representing a number of essential musics and ideals, he was the Godfather of hip-hop, a jazz … Continue reading

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In the second half, on the seventieth minute, the mood changed. A cold white panic swept through the crowd as the young Arsenal player Jack Wilshere went in on Pennant with his studs up. Our winger took exception to this … Continue reading

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Blog rantline

It’s come to the Blogmeister’s attention that there has been some displacement activity followed by some digression on the Booyakasha Comments thread. As follows. Do join in if it might help. But first of all we need to ask you … Continue reading

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